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Daisy-Winifred
Wales
Thoughtful laughing explorer of life.
Interests: radio, zines, cooking, philosophy, walking, cycling, poetry, architecture, trees, water, ecology, mixed media art, contemplation, exploring fibre and frabric as art as well as craft, gardening as meditation and food provider, silence and solitude, living lightly, finding needs met creatively and wants banished gently, blogs and podcasts, community connections worldwide, living a positive productive life with peace and laughter., printing using lino letterpress etc, world music and cinema
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Blank Pages Beckon
Posted Sep 30, 2016 at Wondrous Ordinary
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Oh Matri, it's really not about courage but all about living with situations as gently as I may and saving energy and wit for building on my daily practice rather than using in battle or defeat. It's find markers, beacons and signs for my self and holding on to these gently so they may help rather trip me up but knowing all may become redundant as moments pass and be ready to let them go without a backwards glance so I may discover what will be my new way marks to replace these.
I love the idea of getting a long boat, just the head gear I don't fancy...probably look like a member of the chorus in the ring cycle however I have always wished that I could have a Viking funeral but suspect a steel narrowboat would bot have quite the same effect.
A Next Step
It has been a long time it seems since I posted here, seven months in fact. There have been many reasons but much has been expressed in those much abused words ‘circumstances beyond my control’. Much has been health related and much has been about my bloody mindedness, which goes to show th...
Thank you Cathryn, your comment made me smile. I've always adjusted the saying 'The devil is in the detail' with the addition of 'Not if I get there first.' My contract with life and its living could easily become beset by catches built in to the detail but wide nibbed fountain pen full of Imperial Purple soon strikes out such nonsense :0) Then there is
that magical word, fearless, which I suspect is etched at the very centre of me just like seaside rock, doesn't mean I'm missing the fear response just no life is too short to waste it hopping from one foot to the other rather better walk forward facing demons and dragons down whilst stepping gingerly over their prone bodies.
Thee will never be a memoir, the clue is in the name...memory and I have a long standing very loose acquaintance. Any book would need to be faction and I would need the services of a very patient copy editor for my wondrous typing skills but able to let through the creative grammar and spelling:0)
A Next Step
It has been a long time it seems since I posted here, seven months in fact. There have been many reasons but much has been expressed in those much abused words ‘circumstances beyond my control’. Much has been health related and much has been about my bloody mindedness, which goes to show th...
Thanks Teresa. Yes I think I am where I need to be at present, though forging forward is probably too strong an adjective for the purposeful plod I entertain:0) This home is the place I have lived longest in, in my whole life, so casting off stuff of this magnitude is really new as I have often moved around with just a large trunk and a box of books, today would need many a trunk and even more boxes for books :0) As to maintaining a semblance or happiness in our own life whilst bringing joy to others I know what you mean but i have always felt happiness is montary wonder and joy the very breath of life, so bring on th joy I say but give me heart and mind to catch glimpse of happiness and be in awe from time to time. Light laughter and joy is sent your way too and may happy healing be your measure too in whatever way that makes sense to you.
A Next Step
It has been a long time it seems since I posted here, seven months in fact. There have been many reasons but much has been expressed in those much abused words ‘circumstances beyond my control’. Much has been health related and much has been about my bloody mindedness, which goes to show th...
A Next Step
Posted Feb 21, 2016 at Vernacular Wandering
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Marking a Day
Posted Jul 19, 2015 at Vernacular Wandering
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Memory
Posted Jul 15, 2015 at Vernacular Wandering
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Learning
Posted Jul 13, 2015 at Vernacular Wandering
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Strength
Posted Jul 9, 2015 at Vernacular Wandering
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A Reminder for My Self
I had thought to put this blog to sleep and create another but the reality is that I like this quiet place and there is no one else I am aiming to please or encourage to link, like or ‘listen’ to the posts that will appear here. I’ve only been... Continue reading
Posted May 4, 2015 at Vernacular Wandering
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So my Grail may be plastic, but...
The long absences here have neither been planned nor railed against they have just been, it is my life. Gaps never filled, activities not remembered, people missed but not as name only feeling, days engaged with but impossible to bring to mind without detailed notes and pictures etc, etc. Sometimes... Continue reading
Posted Jul 1, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Colour
Posted May 4, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Long days
Posted May 2, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Steps in to a day
Posted Apr 26, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Crooked Beauty
Sometimes I come across something that not only stops me in my tracks but stays with me for days and weeks later. Recently I was pointed towards a video clip on YouTube and found myself sitting watching and listening to a reality, that I recognised on so many levels I... Continue reading
Posted Apr 25, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Days ahead
Posted Apr 23, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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In The Mist
Posted Apr 22, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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The long fast went well. My body didnt revolt too much, the
secret for me is definitely to drink lots and accept that coffee
does help with pain meds kicking in to action. I decided that during
the hours when I would have been cooking eating etc I would make a
concious effort to pause and consider the great fortune I have in
being able to make this decision not have it forced upon me by
circumstance or edict. No lack, how could there be when I have easy
access to clean clear drinking water and if food was needed there is
my larder sits ingredients for many a meal.
We were blessed with a blue sky sunny day even if the wind was still
rather keen so I spent some time outside sitting on the yard with
RnB happily snoozing on their rug, after teeth cleaning of course:0)
I played with some yarn that I want to weave up into fabric for a
Teddy Bear Im wishing to make. Its certainly not going to be a
brown or black bear as the colours I was playing with were yellow,
black and pink and if you know Sirdar Wash and Wear Crepe youll
understand that this is not going to be an understated bear:0) There
is a story behind why that yarn and I may well blog that when the
weaving has begun in the meantime it makes me smile. Also given
that Spring has made fleeting forays in to my garden but declined
the invite to stay or even move in a little introduced colour
doesnt go amiss.
Today rain is back combined with icy wind so makes yesterday all the
more a gift.
Lost in Transit
Looking round a room, a building, an expanse of fields and mountains, peering out to sea there is always something I feel that is somehow lost in transit. I know I have all the different documents to cross borders, orders and officialdom writ large but still there is always something I feel lost...
Morning Teeth Cleaning
Posted Apr 20, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Lost in Transit
Looking round a room, a building, an expanse of fields and mountains, peering out to sea there is always something I feel that is somehow lost in transit. I know I have all the different documents to cross borders, orders and officialdom writ large but still there is always something... Continue reading
Posted Apr 19, 2013 at Vernacular Wandering
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Goodness, that sounds like an exciting project to be part of. I wish you well with your bid for the prize but get the distinct feeling that the group of people you have on board will not let prizes or lack of stop this important work.
Glad to see that knitting still holds you in its embrace and you find moments to stop and breath deeply:0)
We, Rhys and Banon, Flo-cat and me have today greeted the awakening of Spring with time in a rather neglected but much loved garden on a day when blue sky visited and rain is only showing itself now, chilly wind but in shelter the sun was warm on the nose.
Daffoduils are showing shoots and buds seem to be forming early even after the last month of -C temperatures, hurricane winds, heavy snowfall and even heavier rain and that was just one day!:0) the joys of a lush green country with a water table that is two or three inches above the ground at present even here on the side of the valley.
Glad to hear your family is doing well may the wheels of Academia get some WD40 added to them so you all may be together as you wish sooner than a memo can get round a department, cough.
Yes life is loved deeply here in Wales, moments are always so good at continuing to arrive don't you think:0)
Another New Year!
The traditional New Year of January 1 is well past, and The Year of the Water Snake does not begin until February, but it feels like it is a whole new year for me because I just slept 11 hours last night, and I am determined to RELAX today and not work straight through until the wee hours of the...
Report Support Encourage
I celebrate New Year in November - Celtic, Beltane, 1st November so January 1st is a new calendar but not new ‘spiritual’ year for me really. However, I enjoy the sense of the new so the approach of a new calendar year is time for sorting out my desk, putting... Continue reading
Posted Dec 29, 2012 at Vernacular Wandering
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Solstice...a new day a new world
Seems that Winter Solstice this year is extra special given the doom and gloom from end of world propagators and the cyclical calendar of the Maya… ...for me the Winter Solstice always does seem to mark the end of a world and the beginning of another, as the spec of... Continue reading
Posted Dec 21, 2012 at Vernacular Wandering
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Breakfast
Posted Dec 12, 2012 at Vernacular Wandering
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Light and lighten
Posted Dec 10, 2012 at Vernacular Wandering
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